The following is a paid program showing a new take on my journal entry. What ensues is me starting with one thought and moving onto the next mostly without stopping. *
Tommorrow I redye my hair black.
It would be so much better if it were naturaly black.
But I accept what I got; mostly.
Green eyes would be good.
My hair grows fast so the brown roots show quickly.
Right now my hairs like half brown half black.
I think I'm gonna let my hair grow longer.
Still haven't gotten a haircut.
I have taste.
I think I have great taste in things.
I need style.
What I don't have is style, oh style where are you?
Please show your face.
It doesn't have to be somebody elses style.
But no style now a days is really unique.
Uniqueness would be wearing nothing.
Some people just have natural style.
I don't think I fall into this category.
Once I find "style" I will own it.
It will be infused into me.
Most people I see on here have style.
The SuicideGirls; well it just oozes from their pores.
I'm gonna wash my car tommorrow.
Wait, it's supposed to rain.
Maybe the rain will wash it for me.
The dirt is massive on it though, don't think the rains that powerful.
I wish we had thunder & lightning storms.
I love these things.
I watched a nature show on them about a month ago.
It was great, it was wild.
I've never seen red lightning, would like to.
I imagine sometimes that I'm a God in space staring down at the earth, watching the lightning storms.
Have you ever seen this?
It's one of the coolest things I've ever seen.
I remeber as a small chillin taking summer trips to Estes Colorado.
Every year there was lightning and thunder storms.
The fishing up there was great too.
I've realized I don't smile that often.
It's not that I don't mean too, I love to smile and laugh.
Maybe I'll make more of a conscious effort.
See, I have this problem with my jaw though.
I think it's a form of Temporo Mandibular Syndrome.
Hard to explain.
My jaws been fucked up for a while on the left side though.
Maybe I don't smile often becuz sometimes it hurts.
My jaw is crooked so my smile is off.
It's a pain in the ass.
I have to wear an Invisiline/ retainer looking thing called a pivotal.
It's specailly raised on one side to take the pressure of the joint.
A lot of the time my jaw is real tense.
A lot of times it makes me feel shitty.
It screws with my eyes, gives me neck problems ect.
Let's just put like, I wouldn't wish it upon anyone.
I deal though.
I try and be tuff about things.
I try to look at them in a differnt light as well.
In the long run the only way to resolve it might be surgery.
I've heard sometimes this helps short term and makes it worse in the long run.
I'll deal, I always try and tell myself the right things.
I've been off on many tangents along this way tonight.
I've spent way too much time on here lately.
This is all rambles.
I've got things to do.
I'll prolly be back later.
Hope someone actually reads this long sum a bitch.
*Peels fingers away from keyboard*
This jouranl was brought to you by my thought process. A subsidiary of my brain. A coporation of one linked thought to another.
Copyright. JWC *2003
Don't make me get the RIAA on yo ass.
Haaa haa. Jokey okey dokey
Tommorrow I redye my hair black.
It would be so much better if it were naturaly black.
But I accept what I got; mostly.
Green eyes would be good.
My hair grows fast so the brown roots show quickly.
Right now my hairs like half brown half black.
I think I'm gonna let my hair grow longer.
Still haven't gotten a haircut.
I have taste.
I think I have great taste in things.
I need style.
What I don't have is style, oh style where are you?
Please show your face.
It doesn't have to be somebody elses style.
But no style now a days is really unique.
Uniqueness would be wearing nothing.
Some people just have natural style.
I don't think I fall into this category.
Once I find "style" I will own it.
It will be infused into me.
Most people I see on here have style.
The SuicideGirls; well it just oozes from their pores.
I'm gonna wash my car tommorrow.
Wait, it's supposed to rain.
Maybe the rain will wash it for me.
The dirt is massive on it though, don't think the rains that powerful.
I wish we had thunder & lightning storms.
I love these things.
I watched a nature show on them about a month ago.
It was great, it was wild.
I've never seen red lightning, would like to.
I imagine sometimes that I'm a God in space staring down at the earth, watching the lightning storms.
Have you ever seen this?
It's one of the coolest things I've ever seen.
I remeber as a small chillin taking summer trips to Estes Colorado.
Every year there was lightning and thunder storms.
The fishing up there was great too.
I've realized I don't smile that often.
It's not that I don't mean too, I love to smile and laugh.
Maybe I'll make more of a conscious effort.
See, I have this problem with my jaw though.
I think it's a form of Temporo Mandibular Syndrome.
Hard to explain.
My jaws been fucked up for a while on the left side though.
Maybe I don't smile often becuz sometimes it hurts.
My jaw is crooked so my smile is off.
It's a pain in the ass.
I have to wear an Invisiline/ retainer looking thing called a pivotal.
It's specailly raised on one side to take the pressure of the joint.
A lot of the time my jaw is real tense.
A lot of times it makes me feel shitty.
It screws with my eyes, gives me neck problems ect.
Let's just put like, I wouldn't wish it upon anyone.
I deal though.
I try and be tuff about things.
I try to look at them in a differnt light as well.
In the long run the only way to resolve it might be surgery.
I've heard sometimes this helps short term and makes it worse in the long run.
I'll deal, I always try and tell myself the right things.
I've been off on many tangents along this way tonight.
I've spent way too much time on here lately.
This is all rambles.
I've got things to do.
I'll prolly be back later.
Hope someone actually reads this long sum a bitch.
*Peels fingers away from keyboard*
This jouranl was brought to you by my thought process. A subsidiary of my brain. A coporation of one linked thought to another.
Copyright. JWC *2003
Don't make me get the RIAA on yo ass.
Haaa haa. Jokey okey dokey
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
katie:
himsa does not "stand' for anything, i believe it's sandskrit word, it means death, destruction, and everything like that, it's the negative end of the spectrum.
tiamat:
I actually perfer these kind of journal entries. it helps when i have such spastic thinking. yay for new hair! i just dyed mine red and black